West Ora Academy: Raising Elara
That's what she was right now, a small girl full of innocence, despite her disguise.
“Um, okay. It won't hurt, right? I don't have to take a potion or anything?”
“No,” Elara answered plainly, getting off her bed and placing her palm on the center of Daphne's back. Her magic eased out of her, eager to be used. It loved to be used, calling to her to pull on it every second of the day. In a matter of seconds, what caused Daphne half a year of heartache and pain vanished.